I use technology to revitalize the underworld

Murong Xiaoxiao was taken aback by the reaction of the two: "Why, what's wrong?"

Feng Jingchen and Murong Qiao looked at each other.

Verbal communication is not required.

With a thought in his mind, Feng Jingchen transplanted the task of killing Kouye ghosts to Didi Fighting Ghosts.

And push it to all celestial masters.

Murong Qiao also quickly replied in various WeChat groups: [Look at the talking ghosts you made on the app.New Year's Eve, you can solve it yourself. 】

As soon as this remark came out, all the group chats suddenly fell silent.

Compared with ordinary people, they are celestial masters, but they know what a mouth karma ghost is!

Everyone looked at Didi Fighting Ghosts, this densely packed task of mouth karma ghosts, and they couldn't help breaking out in cold sweat behind their backs.

Tongue industry!

If the underworld didn't appear before, everyone might not care too much.Anyway, after death, you can directly transcend reincarnation, and you don't need to go to the underworld to settle your sins.

But now it's different!

If they are really infected with the tongue karma, they will have to go to the tongue pulling hell in the future!

The flustered little celestial master shut up quickly.There are even pessimistic ones who directly cry and mourn, thinking that their life is not long.

There are also celestial masters with high cultivation bases, who immediately go out with their swords to kill the karmic ghosts, to see if they can make up for their mistakes.

of course.

There is also a part, staring at Qiu Yingyan who sent the message first, afraid to vent his resentment.

It's the Qiu family again!

These five big families really don't have a good thing!

This Qiu Yingyan is the eldest son of Patriarch Qiu, eight years older than Yan Siyao.I don't usually know Murong Qiao and this group of young people very well.

Now suddenly jumping out to say such words, why pretend to be a white lotus?It must be on purpose!

Maybe he is making up nonsense about the fairy position!Just to harm other celestial masters!

But now no one dares to talk nonsense anymore.

I can only hope that with my eyes, I can kill Qiu Yingyan through the network cable!

Qiu family.

Qiu Yingyan didn't expect that the bureau he carefully planned would be broken all at once.

Now in all the WeChat groups, all the chat messages were frozen at the moment when Murong Qiao sent the message.

I don't know how many celestial masters watched from behind the screen, but no one dared to say a word.

At this time, if Qiu Yingyan rushed forward to continue explaining, it would be too pretentious.

Qiu Yingyan looked slightly cold, took a deep breath, and could only temporarily suppress the impulse in his heart.

Patriarch Qiu on the side also had a bad face: "This matter must not be let go. Xuanmen has already begun to be vigilant against us, and the previous things will be revealed sooner or later."

"We must use this matter to regain our footing before Xuanmen finds evidence!"

Qiu Yingyan's eyes were dark: "Don't worry, father, Zixiao Taoist Palace can't hide this matter. We still have a plan, let Murong Qiao be proud for a few more days now."

He is the next patriarch of the family, and he will absolutely not allow anyone to destroy everything in the Qiu family!

When the Qiu family was plotting.

In addition, the Feng family and the Ma family were not idle.

Everyone knows that the four major families are the grasshoppers after autumn.

If you want to avoid settling accounts after the fall, then you have to show off your magical powers by crossing the sea.

Only the Yan family, the whole family was wrapped in an extremely weird atmosphere.

Patriarch Yan did nothing and said nothing.

But for some reason, the entire Yan family mansion seems to be getting more and more depressing every day, more and more... gloomy every day!

the other side.

As more and more celestial masters go out to kill mouth karma ghosts.

The soaring chatter industry in Huaxia finally subsided gradually.

However, Feng Jingchen and his two eyes were still solemn.

Feng Jingchen lowered his eyes: "Although the ghosts of mouth karma were spawned by the evil celestial master organization, as long as the karma of talking and talking continues, we will never be able to completely eradicate it."

Murong Qiao's eyes were slightly cold: "It doesn't matter, anyway, the newly born mouth karma is not strong. We will always monitor the mouth karma and send people to kill it as soon as it appears!"

"As long as the Xie Tianshi organization is not allowed to get the mouth karma ghosts, then their plot will not succeed!"

Feng Jingchen nodded: "I will ask the underworld to make a program to push the location of the nearby mouth ghosts to the celestial masters of Zhuji and below."

Murong Qiao also said: "I will explain the matter of mouth industry ghosts in the group, so that they can pay attention to it."

Feng Jingchen: "As long as the government strengthens the control of online public opinion, the situation should be much better."

When the two of you spoke to each other, they completed the entire plan.

Murong Xiaoxiao at the side, seeing their tacit understanding, only one lyric echoed in her mind: I should be under the car, not in the car.

But soon, he couldn't even stay "under the car".

Murong Qiao looked at the little fat man in a "kindly" way: "My dear grandson, go tell your father that we will come over for lunch. Please don't bother us for now."

Done.

Throw people out of the door without mercy.

"Bang" sound.

The door was locked mercilessly.

Murong Xiaoxiao who was kicked out: "..."

inside the house.

After Murong Qiao closed the door, his expression immediately calmed down.

Feng Jingchen looked down at Qiu Yingyan's words: "Who leaked the news about the selection of the immortal?"

Murong Qiao frowned: "It's definitely not Master and the others!"

Feng Jingchen shook his head: "I know. This also proves that our previous guess is correct. The person who told Qiu Yingyan the news must have also experienced the selection of a fairy."

Otherwise, even if the scene at that time was leaked, no one would have thought it was so accurate!

Although Murong Qiao had no evidence, he still locked in on the suspect: "The leader of the evil celestial master organization, this time he won't call himself out."

Feng Jingchen raised his eyes and looked at him: "But, who leaked it? Only people from the Taoist Palace were present at the time."

Murong Qiao's eyes flickered slightly.

Feng Jingchen: "You already have someone you suspect?"

"Yes." Murong Qiao dialed Master's phone number, "Back then, the Xie Tianshi organization was able to freely enter and exit the ghost king's enchantment, we already had some doubts."

"Let me tell Master. This time, maybe I can catch him!"

Feng Jingchen nodded slightly.

He knew who Murong Qiao suspected.

In fact, the book of life and death has already given a judgment, and several real people of Huashen in Zixiao Taoist Palace already know it.

It's just that they haven't had definite evidence, so they haven't done anything.

This time, if that person shows his feet, it will be easy to handle.

It was already half an hour after Murong Qiao finished making the phone call.

The draft paper in Feng Jingchen's hand had already written a large sheet.

There have also been initial results in the improvement of Lord Dark's meditation method.

Feng Jingchen looked up at Murong Qiao: "How is it?"

Murong Qiao sat next to Feng Jingchen: "Master and the others will keep an eye on him. However, the matter of choosing the master of the fairy throne has attracted the attention of many people, and it is impossible to keep it a secret."

"The head of the sect means that at the time of my Nascent Soul Ceremony, I will officially disclose this matter. It will save some people from worrying about it all the time."

The date of Murong Qiao's Yuanying Ceremony has been set, and it will be the Lantern Festival on the 15th of the first lunar month.

Feng Jingchen nodded lightly: "Then let's be more careful during this time. We will go back to the village tomorrow, and then concentrate on researching the Destiny Scanner in the Taoist Palace."

"Okay~" Murong Qiao naturally obeyed Feng Jingchen.

The two discussed some small details of the research, and soon it was lunch time.

Murong Qiao picked up Feng Jingchen: "Ayu, let's go~ I'll take you there~ The building here is also quite beautiful."

Feng Jingchen: "Okay."

The two walked out the door hand in hand.

Murong Xiaoxiao, the eldest grandson, had been waiting at the door for an unknown amount of time.

The door opened.

His small eyes immediately shot back and forth sharply at the two of them: "Brother Chen, I wanted to ask just now. Are you two hiding something from me?"

Murong Qiao frowned slightly: "Oh, there is indeed one thing I forgot to tell you."

He put one hand on Feng Jingchen's shoulder, and said triumphantly, "From now on, don't call me brother. Ayu is your grandfather, do you know~"

Murong Xiaoxiao: "..."

The little fat man's brain responded for a few seconds.

Then the eyes slowly widened visible to the naked eye: "You you you you...?!!"

Murong Qiao: "Why are you stuttering? Call someone~"

Murong Xiaoxiao still couldn't believe it, she looked at Feng Jingchen pitifully with her small eyes.

Feng Jingchen gave the little fat man a final blow with a smile: "Let's call him as before."

Murong Xiaoxiao: "!!"

He subconsciously yelled: "Brother Chen, why did you fall in love with this guy blindly?! Blink when you are kidnapped!!"

"..." Murong Qiao's eyelids twitched.

He let go of Feng Jingchen, and shook his wrist at Murong Xiaoxiao.

Murong Xiaoxiao: "..."

"Aww!!" The little fat man was beaten to the point that he hugged his head and ran around.

He confessed while running, "I was wrong, I was wrong. Brother Chen is not blind!"

QAQ is Murong Qiao, this guy is too violent!

Brother Chen must have been forced! !

Murong Qiao snorted coldly: "Next time you talk nonsense to scare Ayu away, I'll sew your mouth shut!"

The little fat man was so frightened that his whole body was trembling with fat.

Feng Jingchen watched them slapstick, with more smiles in his eyes.

After Murong Qiao finished educating his eldest grandson, he jumped back to Feng Jingchen's side arrogantly: "Ayu, let's go~"

Feng Jingchen looked at him with a smile: "Okay."

Murong Xiaoxiao followed behind them, dejected: only the world where single dogs get hurt has been achieved.

The three walked along the forest and garden in the villa area, and soon saw the old house of Murong's family.

It was a two-story Chinese classical mansion.

But this is not a retro style, but a real old house!

Murong Qiao whispered in Feng Jingchen's ear: "This ancestral house was built in 200 years. In the beginning, a whole family lived in it."

"But after the founding of the People's Republic of China, there were more and more people in the family. The old house was gradually aging and it was difficult to repair. So the current villa group was expanded around the ancestral house later."

"Now this ancestral house is considered a cultural relic. We also come here for a meal every year during Chinese New Year."

Feng Jingchen looked at the exquisite and luxurious carved beams and painted buildings of the ancient house, and nodded slightly: "No wonder."

The villas in this area are basically small villas of [-] square meters.

But the building area of ​​this old house has reached two acres of land.It's not the same as the surrounding painting style.

While the two were talking, they came to the gate of the ancestral house.

There was a very lively sound from inside.

Some people are chatting, some children are playing around, and there are people pushing and changing cups, so uncomfortable.

As soon as Murong Qiao appeared, the lively chatting inside became more enthusiastic.

"Uncle is back! Sit down quickly."

"What are you doing stupidly? You're not called grandpa?"

"Hey, grandpa. This is my boyfriend."

"Uh...Hi, grandpa. This is my Niuniu. I should be able to call you grandpa next year."

……

A group of young people who were older than Murong Qiao lined up with stiff expressions and called grandpa.

Not only was Murong Qiao not embarrassed, but he was even very proud: "Okay, okay, let me introduce you."

He put Feng Jingchen's shoulders on his shoulders, and proudly puffed out his chest: "This is my boyfriend~ You can just call him Brother Chen."

"..."

As soon as this remark came out, the entire hall fell silent.

Everyone looked at Murong Qiao with embarrassed expressions, then at Feng Jingchen, and finally fell on Murong Junyan.

Murong Qiao blinked: "What's your reaction?"

Murong Junyan paused for a moment before carefully asking: "Uncle, are you... serious?"

Murong Qiao looked at him strangely: "Is this fake?"

"Uh..." Murong Junyan, a middle-aged man in his 50s, didn't know how to respond, "Uncle, don't you think about it anymore?"

Murong Qiao frowned immediately: "Do you have any opinions on Ayu?"

He immediately protected Feng Jingchen behind him.

There is a great momentum of "you dare to say 'yes', and it's over!".

Murong Junyan waved his hands with some headache: "No, no. It's just..."

He looked at Murong Qiao and Feng Jingchen in embarrassment, and said in a low voice, "Uncle, you are the last one left in your line."

If Murong Qiao wants to be with a man, then his line of incense will be cut off!

When Murong Qiao heard this, his expression relaxed: "Hey, I thought it was something. It's no big deal."

Murong Junyan frowned: "Uncle, you are the lineage, we are just offshoots. Sooner or later, you will be at the helm of the Murong family, and I am just an agent. In the future, if you have no heir, what will happen to the Murong family?"

Murong Qiao didn't care about it: "Oh, since you are in charge now, it's fine to leave it to Xiao Xiao in the future. If Xiao Xiao can't do it, there are so many people in our family, who will take care of it or not?"

He patted the eldest nephew's shoulder heavily: "This is a modern society. There is no main branch, everyone is Murong's family. Besides..."

Murong Qiao pouted: "I'm still afraid that having a child won't last as long as I do."

"..." The hall fell into a strange silence again.

Everyone suddenly reacted.

Oh yes.

Their grandpa and uncle are not ordinary people!

Although the way of heaven is now damaged, the lifespan of the celestial master has also been reduced a lot.

But it is absolutely no problem for Huashen Tianshi to live for 500 years!

have lived so long...

Heirs, it doesn't seem to be an important thing?

That's why the celestial masters didn't react at all when they learned that Murong Qiao and Feng Jingchen were together.

This embarrassed the Murong family.

This situation is like saying to a fairy, "Your family has a throne to inherit".

How rare are people!

"Ahem." Murong Junyan coughed a few times, breaking the silence of the scene.

After all, he has been in the mall for a long time, and his mood immediately adjusted.

Murong Junyan walked up to Feng Jingchen and Murong Qiao, and said with an apologetic smile, "We were wrong just now, please don't care about my brother and classmate Jingchen."

Murong Qiao turned to look at Feng Jingchen.

Feng Jingchen smiled: "It's okay."

Naturally, he wouldn't take such a small matter to heart.

After speaking, the atmosphere in the hall quickly became lively again.

Murong Qiao's group of nephews and nieces in their 50s and [-]s began to bring their own children to visit them one by one.

When Murong Qiao brought Feng Jingchen home this year, his heart was so beautiful that he could go to heaven.

He was very generous and gave everyone in the family two amulets as lucky money.

Feng Jingchen also enjoyed the feeling of "becoming a master".

There are also several grandparents in their 80s and [-]s who call them younger brothers.

This is really not something ordinary people can afford.

Only Murong Qiao can enjoy it.

Wait until we have lunch together.

Murong Qiao and Feng Jingchen returned to the small villa, declined everyone's visits, and concentrated on researching the Destiny Scanner.

The next day.

The two of them stepped on the flying sword again early in the morning and went to Feng Jingchen's hometown, Pingtie Village.

Today the village is much more lively than usual.

Most of the young people who go out to work come back for the New Year.

Almost every household is full of laughter.

Murong Qiao dropped the flying sword outside the village.

Feng Jingchen took out a few bags of New Year's goods from the warehouse of the plane, and walked towards the village with Murong Qiao.

At the first stop, they went to Uncle Chen's house who had been taking care of Feng Jingchen.

The door of Uncle Chen's house was wide open, and there were constant laughter and laughter from inside.

Feng Jingchen went straight to the door: "Uncle Chen, Aunt Li?"

"Hey! Is it Jingchen?" Aunt Li's loud voice came from the kitchen.

"Yo, Jing Chen is back." A young man who was in the living room came out.

He was still holding a small baby in his arms, and looked happily at Feng Jingchen: "Good guy, I haven't seen you in a few years, you've grown up so much?!"

Feng Jingchen nodded lightly and said hello: "Brother Li, hello. Is this your child?"

Chen Li, Uncle Chen's son, is four years older than Feng Jingchen.

When he talked about the child, he became even happier: "Yes, this is your eldest nephew. Come in, come in, you haven't seen your sister-in-law yet, have you?"

Feng Jingchen walked in.

Murong Qiao came over and asked curiously, "Ayu, why don't you introduce me?"

Only then did Chen Li notice Murong Qiao: "Hey, buddy, you look so good-looking, it's a little too much."

Feng Jingchen: "Brother Li, this is my friend Murong Qiao."

When Murong Qiao heard this introduction, he frowned unhappily.

Feng Jingchen glanced back at him.

Murong Qiao could only shut up aggrievedly.

Chen Li, a straight man, didn't understand the two's small movements: "Hey handsome guy, come in quickly. Mom, daughter-in-law, come out quickly. Jing Chen brought friends over to celebrate the New Year."

He yelled into the kitchen at the top of his voice.

The baby in his arms hit the point of laughter somehow, and began to giggle straight away.

Curiously, Murong Qiao leaned over to poke the baby's face.

Feng Jingchen put the New Year's gift in his hand on the tea table: "Brother Li, here it is for you."

However, Chen Li clicked his tongue lightly: "Jing Chen, our family is not short of these things. You should save your money carefully and don't waste it."

Feng Jingchen: "It's okay. I have a scholarship now, and I don't need money."

Chen Li didn't believe it: "How much money the scholarship can have, don't try to be arrogant..."

Feng Jingchen: "20."

Chen Li was slightly taken aback: "What?"

Feng Jingchen: "20, one year."

Of course, it was made up.

But Chen Li only had a junior high school education, so he was immediately taken aback: "One year? 20?"

Feng Jingchen nodded calmly.

Chen Li jumped up suddenly: "My mother!!"

The baby in her arms was amused and giggled again.

At this time, Aunt Li and her daughter-in-law finally came out of the kitchen.

Aunt Li: "What are you talking about?"

Chen Li suddenly turned around: "Mom, Jing Chen is promising! He has a scholarship of 20 a year!!"

"What?" Aunt Li was shocked and said louder, "20?! Damn! I never got 20 when I grew up!"

At this time.

Uncle Chen came back from the outside: "What 20?"

"His father!" Aunt Li's voice seemed to be heard by the whole village, "Jing Chen now earns 20 a year!"

Uncle Chen was dumbfounded: "Huh?"

Villagers who just passed by: "!!"

So ever.

Less than half an hour.

Everyone in the village knows that that silly kid back then can earn 20 a year after studying now!

It is more than what their whole village earns in a year! !

When Feng Jingchen came back this time, he didn't just come back to pay New Year's greetings.

Seeing that all the folks in the village crowded into Uncle Chen's house.

Feng Jingchen took advantage of the situation and said, "Uncle Chen. Thanks to everyone's help, I can get to where I am today. I think I will spend 15 yuan every year as a bursary for children in the village."

"In the future, any child who has difficulty in going to school can come and apply. If there is a balance every year, a library will be built in the village so that everyone can go there and read homework together."

Uncle Chen hurriedly said: "Hey, what's wrong with this. You are still studying, and you will have a lot of money to spend in the future. You have to save some for yourself."

The students in the crowd, inexplicably sensed that something was wrong, and moved secretly, trying to escape.

Feng Jingchen was very persistent: "When I graduate from Huada, I don't have to worry about finding a job or making money. But if children don't study, they will definitely be eliminated by the times in the future."

"Everyone has taken care of me all these years, and there is nothing I can do to help you. I just hope that every child in our village can go to high school and college in the future."

This said.

Chen Li heard that it was a slap on the thigh: "Jing Chen is right! Now you can't find a job if you don't study!"

"Like our factory, you have to graduate from a junior college to get a job with a higher salary. People who study a few more years will earn countless times more than us a year."

"Even if my son beats him to death in the future, he has to be admitted to a university. Otherwise, I'm afraid he won't even be able to earn a living."

Hearing this, the villagers immediately became nervous!

Isn't everyone's greatest desire for future generations is to make money to support themselves and their families? !

I heard that the competition in the city is so fierce now.

Everyone grabbed their unworthy son of a bitch.

Read, must read!

That's how it was settled.

There is no need to finish talking about the specific matters today.

The villagers quickly took the New Year's goods brought back by Feng Jingchen, went home, and spread the news about the bursary again!

this day.

At the head and tail of Pingtie Village, there is a lot of discussion.

Uncle Chen looked at the anger in the village, which seemed to be a little more than before.

His expression was very gratified: "Study is good. Jing Chen, the children will be promising in the future, so I have to thank you very much."

Feng Jingchen smiled and changed the subject: "Uncle Chen, why didn't you see Sister Juan?"

Chen Juan is Chen Li's younger sister, only one year older than Feng Jingchen.

Speaking of this, Uncle Chen sighed: "Hey, it's also unlucky. She just got a leave of absence and was about to go home, but she suddenly fell ill before going out."

Aunt Li also quickly said: "By the way, Jingchen, Xiaojuan went to the capital to work with her friends this year, can you help me visit her when school starts?"

She had a sad face: "Although Xiaojuan keeps saying it's okay, but I always feel something is wrong in my heart."

Feng Jingchen replied in one gulp: "Okay."

He and Murong Qiao had lunch at Uncle Chen's house.

I went to visit other families in the village who had taken care of him.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, the two left for Zixiao Taoist Palace.

On the flying sword.

Murong Qiao finally couldn't help it, and hugged Feng Jingchen tightly: "Ayu!"

Feng Jingchen looked back at him.

Murong Qiao was full of anger, like a beautiful little puffer fish.

With a smile in his eyes, Feng Jingchen turned around and raised his hand to gently pinch his cheek.

"..." Murong Qiao immediately bent down on Feng Jingchen's shoulder like a deflated balloon.

Feng Jingchen hugged him, and said in a cold voice: "The village is conservative, and it will be very troublesome to tell the truth to them."

Murong Qiao: "Hmph!"

Feng Jingchen: "We won't have much contact with them in the future, so there's no need to make a fuss."

Murong Qiao still hummed lightly.

Suddenly, the shutter sounded with a "click".

Murong Qiao raised his head.

I saw Feng Jingchen was about to post the photo of the two hugging to Moments.

Murong Qiao's heart tightened: "Wait!!"

Feng Jingchen: "?"

Murong Qiao snatched the phone: "Take a few more pictures~"

5 minute later.

Murong Qiao's [-] WeChat friends all received a group message: [Quickly check out my circle of friends! ! ! 】

Everyone is still thinking about the matter of choosing the master of this fairy.

Seeing this news, subconsciously associate the two.

Now it's done.

Everyone clicked into Murong Qiao's circle of friends at the fastest speed in their lives.

then…

I saw the Jiugongge photo of Feng Jingchen and Murong Qiao.

All the celestial masters: "...?"

Murong Qiao, you are sick! !